EarthClan || Warriors Roleplay || Semi-Lit || Closed

[Pippa(:]

c o p p e r s t a r

mood; amused & devious. | location; earthclan camp. | tagged; Smallpaw, Littlepaw, & Redpaw.

About Me

name; Copperkit, Copperpaw,
Copperfeather, Copperstar
gender; tom
age; 36 moons (3 years)
rank; leader
apprentice; Smallpaw
clan; EarthClan

pelt color; brown and black
pelt markings; tabby
pelt length; short
pelt texture; plush and silky
eye color; daring green
body structure; slender and muscular

traits; friendly, adventurous, daring,
stubborn, thoughtful, outgoing,
affectionate, gentle, caring, patient,
humorous, honest, loyal, bold, brave,
courageous, condfident, humble

parents; unknown
kin; Moongazer
crush; none
mate; none
kits; none

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Copperstar grinned as Smallpaw bounced around the clearing. He sure was enthusaistic. "I slept well,"
Copperstar replied, "How about you?"

Glancing around the camp, Copperstar noticed Duskflower entering Moongazer's den. That's good.
he thought to himself. Moongazer needed a friend right about now; he could tell she was in some kind of
silent dilemma. He guessed it might be something to do with StarClan, and he planned on visiting her soon.
She would just have to wait a little longer; there were a few things he needed to address first.

Suddenly, two apprentices sprinted out of their den with full speed towards the fresh-kill pile. Copperstar
couldn't hold back a purr of laughter; he loved apprentices. The two cats acknowledged his presence, and
Copperstar replied with a twitch to the whiskers.

He turned his attention back to his own apprentice. "Hey," Copperstar dropped into a hunter's crouch,
"What do you think about hunting practice later?" He began to creep up on some imaginary prey. "Just the
two of us," he added with pleasure as he pounced on the stone with a large "oomph".

m o o n g a z e r

mood; troubled. | location; earthclan camp. | tagged; Duskflower & Robinpaw.

About Me

name; Moonkit, Moonpaw, Moongazer
gender; she-cat
age; 36 moons (3 years)
rank; medicine cat
apprentice; Robinpaw
clan; EarthClan

pelt color; blue, black, and white
pelt markings; tabby
pelt length; short
pelt texture; plush and silky
eye color; piercing blue
body structure; slender and petite

traits; friendly, gentle, curious,
empathetic, soft-spoken, thoughtful,
understanding, stern, stubborn, quiet,
patient,humorous, honest, kind,
caring, loyal

parents; unknown
kin; Copperstar
crush; none
mate; none
kits; none

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"Hello, Duskflower," Moongazer mewed as she finished her meal. She was happy to have a little
company for once; it could get a little lonely being a medicine cat. That was probably one of the
only reasons she disliked being a medicine cat. I mean, she could never have a mate or kits. The
only thing she could have was her friends, and sometimes that wasn't enough.

Moongazer frowned at her own selfishness. StarClan relied on her to bring her clan to health every
day of every week. How could she even think of betraying them?

Moongazer glanced over at Robinpaw. She didn't mind if the apprentice slept in for once; Moongazer
could tell that today wasn't going to be that busy for either of them. The young she-cat twitched in
her sleep, and Moongazer couldn't help but purr of laughter.

[fruitbat]

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⇢ tom cat ⇢ apprentice ⇢ crushless ⇢
tags;; copperstar
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Smallpaw listened to his mentor as he replied. then Smallpaw turned about and saw two other apprentices racing from the den. he smiled and giggled at Redpaw and Littlepaw. Hey guys! he said with a wave of his tail happily. then Snallpaw turned around as Copperstar said "hey" Then he watched as he got into a hunters crouch, he thought it was. He chuckled as Coppeststar laded on the rock, and then Smallpaw got into a hunters crouch as well, and snuk up on Copperstar. he pounced on him, bitting at his eyes. That sounds awesome Copperstar! Smallpaw said in reply to his question about hunting with him. He loved hunting, but he liked fighting way better. Smallpaw then crawled off his mentor and was basically bouncing up and down, he couldn't wait! But first, Copperstar has to do something, but Smallpaw didn't know what. He heard a lot of talk from the warrior about it, but he never knew.

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⇢ she cat ⇢ warrior ⇢ crushless ⇢
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Duskflower smiled as Moongazer replied, and she watched as the she-cat looked a little worried, or something was going on inside her head. Duskflower didn't want to ask, she respected other privacy. So did you sleep well moongazer? She asked with a soft smile. She tried to be as a clam as she could, because Moongazer probably didn't want to be stressed, worries or even more troubled than what she would be already. Duskflower looked over to Moongazers apprentice, Robinpaw. Moongazer left robinpaw to sleep in, which was nice of her. They had already had some busy days with herbs and other things, She believes.

{{ guess who got wb... me.

[Roux-]

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❝ you can't change how they feel about you, so don't try. just move on and be happy. ❞

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Yellowfern returned to camp humming a tune she made up, dragging a plump water vole into camp. She snuck out of camp early in the morning to hunt. She had learned over time more animals came out in the stillness of early morning. Her white fur was fluffed up from swimming in the cool stream to catch it giving her a kit-like appearance. She placed the vole in the FKP then walked towards the Warrior's den. She plopped onto her warm nest and spread out to dry her fur. "You never cease to amaze me, sis." grumbled a familiar voice. Yellowfern's blue eyes darted up to see her brother sitting in font of her.

Yellowfern closed her eyes softly and gave a cheeky smile. "Is that a compliment?" she asked, opening her eyes again. The tabby warrior let out a chuckle then exited the den.

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❝ there's always a place for you. just search for it, it might be right in front of you ❞

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Ferretstrike lay bored in his den, waiting for someone to need him. The FKP seemed good to him, plus he knew his sister went hunting every morning before the sun rose. It was dangerous for a she-cat her size to be out alone at that time, but he knew Yellowfern was fast enough to escape most cats. he decided to let Redpaw come to him when he was ready to train. Since Ferretstrike's nest was in a dark corner, most didn't see the dark tabby at first.

Ferretstrike watched his sister come in and flop onto her nest like a land-born fish. There was an amused expression on his face as he watched her unaware of his presence. He wandered over in front of her and sat down, curling his tail over his paws. "You never cease to amaze me, sis." he muttered, and watched his sister smile. She responded with another of her funny responses. Ferretstrike chuckled then walked out of the Warrior's den, looking for something to do.

[adcatfish]

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| Apprentice | Tom | Nine Moons | Slightly Tired | In Camp | No Crush | Mentor: Ravenfeather | Tags; Brookpaw, Ravenfeather |
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The small gray tom yawned, flicking his ears as he slowly became aware of his surroundings. Despite his closed eyes, Sootpaw was able to tell that it was probably morning; he supposed that he'd have to wake up soon. I wonder what I'll be doing today. The tabby apprentice thought idily, still somewhat tired. He heard a few pawsteps leaving the den, and guessed that some of the other apprentices had already woken up. When Sootpaw heard Brookpaw's offer and caught the scent of mouse, he blinked open his bright amber eyes, glancing towards the den entrance. "Sure, I-" The apprentice started, his meow ending short as he heard a sound from outside of the Apprentices' Den. The voice of his mentor, Ravenfeather, followed; Sootpaw heard the warrior ask him to meet him by the fresh-kill pile. "Sorry, my mentor's calling me." Sootpaw said as he looked back to Brookpaw, before stepping outside of the den.

Sootpaw's amber eyes scanned the cave clearing before he spotted the fresh-kill pile, and his mentor standing nearby. The light gray tabby apprentice padded over, seeing a shrew set to the side. "Thanks." Sootpaw mewed to Ravenfeather, before settling down and taking a bite out of the prey. After a few moments, Sootpaw glanced back up at Ravenfeather. "So," he mewed, before taking another bite, "do you know what we're going to be doing today?" Sootpaw asked, his gaze turning back to the shrew after he had finished speaking.

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[Pippa(:]

{{ I'll have Copperstar address the clan with patrols once everyone has woken.

Just so everyone knows, Jekka is unable to roleplay at this time, so I won't be expecting her to be very active as of now. }}

c o p p e r s t a r

mood; amused. | location; earthclan camp. | tagged; everyone.

About Me

name; Copperkit, Copperpaw,
Copperfeather, Copperstar
gender; tom
age; 36 moons (3 years)
rank; leader
apprentice; Smallpaw
clan; EarthClan

pelt color; brown and black
pelt markings; tabby
pelt length; short
pelt texture; plush and silky
eye color; daring green
body structure; slender and muscular

traits; friendly, adventurous, daring,
stubborn, thoughtful, outgoing,
affectionate, gentle, caring, patient,
humorous, honest, loyal, bold, brave,
courageous, condfident, humble

parents; unknown
kin; Moongazer
crush; none
mate; none
kits; none

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Copperstar looked back at the apprentice as he spoke. He noticed a small flicker of disappoint cross
his face, and Copperstar guessed he might not want to hunt today. Besides, the hunting assessment
was today, and he would probably have enough of it by then.

"Or.. we could practice batt-" Copperstar meowed, but his question was suddenly cut short as the
apprentice flung himself onto the leader's face. Caught off guard, Copperstar tumbled backwards
and into a bush. Half way through his fall, he noticed that the young tom had let go.

Copperstar's head whirled as he laid slumped upside-down against a wall of the camp. He looked
around dizzily for his apprentice until he found him gaping in front of him. "I was going to say
that we should practice battle training, but I see that you've already covered that." he chuckled
with a light-hearted shrug.

m o o n g a z e r

mood; troubled. | location; earthclan camp. | tagged; Duskflower.

About Me

name; Moonkit, Moonpaw, Moongazer
gender; she-cat
age; 36 moons (3 years)
rank; medicine cat
apprentice; Robinpaw
clan; EarthClan

pelt color; blue, black, and white
pelt markings; tabby
pelt length; short
pelt texture; plush and silky
eye color; piercing blue
body structure; slender and petite

traits; friendly, gentle, curious,
empathetic, soft-spoken, thoughtful,
understanding, stern, stubborn, quiet,
patient,humorous, honest, kind,
caring, loyal

parents; unknown
kin; Copperstar
crush; none
mate; none
kits; none

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"I slept fairly well," Moongazer forced a smile to her face, "How about you?" The she-cat wasn't all that
chatty today, but appreciated the gesture.

Sitting up, Moongazer raised a paw, gave it a swift lick, and rubbed it over her ear a few times. However,
her quick grooming was cut short as a loud thump sounded through the camp. Moongazer's ears quickly
flattened against her head as she winced at the thought of what her brother might have done. If he had
anything to do with it, she didn't want to know about it.

[| valhalla |]

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alone.happy.camp

OPEN!!!

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sootpaw.pleased.camp

ravenfeather watched his apprentice - a sleek grey tabby - as he crossed over to the cave entrance to meet him. pleased that he'd woken up early, the tom touched his shoulder lightly, with his tail. "good morning, sootpaw." the warrior smiled slightly, pushing the vole towards him. "in a while, copperstar will be appointing patrols. i got this out for you, as you might as well eat." he informed him. "i suggest that you get practicing your crouches. you'd better... if you want to prove you deserve that vole." ravenfeather stepped back to let him eat, and stooped down into his crouch. it wasn't perfected yet, but he knew the basics and had a good eye for prey. it was the chase he disliked. prowling forward on his unimaginary prey, the big black warrior found his paw steps were reasonably quiet today and his long slim tail was hovering above the ground. the tom eventually stood back up, thinking of something. "i'm also taking you to the river to swim at dusk. it should be fun for a change and it will allow you to have some rest after a patrol or two." ravenfeather groomed his chest with a couple of licks, before waiting for the apprentice to reply.

[beryl]

{Whew! Sorry for a slightly later post. c:

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The petite she-cat's eyes fluttered open, as light shone in through the cracks of the apprentice den. She wasn't really asleep; Brookpaw had woken her up, when she came in with the mouse, and Ravenfeather had come in not to long ago, to awake his own apprentice. Still, it was nice to lay there for a while. Pushing herself to a sitting position, Wisppaw gave her fluffy white fur a few licks, to smooth it down. It had a certain wisp, to it that gave Wisppaw her name; a bit curly, at the edges, but long and graceful. Wisppaw was a kitty-pet, before she joined the clan at ten moons; but her father chose to train her to fight and hunt, at 4 moons. Wisppaw's mother, however took it to heart that Wisppaw needed to learn the elegance of a proper she-cat, and how to be polite. Even though Wisppaw loved her parents, she preferred the clan life. Slipping out of the den, she realized that she was one of the last cats to awake; a bat habit of hers, was to sleep in.

Her two toned eyes took in the sight of the camp; it still seemed a bit odd to her, only being in the clan for two moons. But it was home, and she enjoyed it. Scanning the camp, she couldn't find her mentor, Cloudpelt. He probably wasn't up yet; or outside. A small rumble came from inside her belly, indicating that she was hungry. With a quick pad to the fresh-kill pile, she nipped up a small mouse. Wisppaw was one of the oldest apprentices; she was twelve moons, while the others ranged about 9 moons. Sitting down neatly, with her tail wrapped around her paws, she began to eat it; not in hungry gulps, but in polite, small bites.

When she was finished, and the bones were buried, (a habit of hers, that her father taught) she decided that it would be nice to talk to Brookpaw; she was a nice cat, and surely they would have a nice conversation. Getting up to her feet once again, she padded rather nonchalantly over to the small she-cat.

"Hello Brookpaw, how's your morning so far?"
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[| valhalla |]

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wisppaw.happy.camp

brookpaw had been grooming her silver tabby pelt, with a look of melancholy in her eyes. it seems no one wanted her catch, so she had snuffled it up instead. around her, as if in slow motion, the camp came to life. first, the leader came out, then a couple of warriors, most of the apprentices and then soon - as it was like this every morning - everyone would be called round for a patrol. brookpaw sighed lightly, wondering if her mentor, loch foot, would be proud of her. for catching the mouse and offering to share. she shrugged to herself and continued to lap at her unruly fur. when the young apprentice heard a familiar voice call her name, brookpaw's head shot up. her inquisitive amber eyes were slightly dazed by the white pelt of whisppaw. she knew that the apprentice was older and bigger than her, but brookpaw knew she was a nice cat and wouldn't mind being like that in the future. or seen like that. "oh, good morning." she replied, swiping her tongue around her maw to clean off any excess blood from her food. "it's been fine, thank you. i'm just waiting for the patrols to start!" she sat back and looked up at the pretty cat, "how have you been?" the silver she-cat sat curled her tail round so it sat diplomatically on her paws.

[beryl]

{Whew! Sorry for a slightly later post. c:

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The she-cat sat back on her hunches, shifting over into a comfortable position, tail curled over paws. The light shining in from the two entrances in the cave, seemed to light the whole thing up; giving it divine beauty. At night, it was a different story. Sometimes, to her, it looked even a bit scary. But, she figured it was only because she hadn't been in the clan for so long. The cave was obviously a good choice for a camp; it would stay cool in Green-leaf, and warm in Leaf-bare, with ultimate protection from the elements.
Brookpaw's voice snapped her out of the whirling thoughts, and she turned her attention back to her, feeling a bit guilty. Her mother always taught her to be the utmost polite, and kind, and one of the main things she got her for, was for drifting off while other cats were talking.

"It's been fine, thank you. I've just been waiting for the patrols to start!"

Wisppaw twitched her whiskers, and nodded, "Yeah, sometimes they seem to take forever, and I'm fine thank you."
The female gave her chest fur a few licks, to smooth down a sticking out hair. That was the problem with long fur; it stuck out everywhere. "So, how has hunting been?" She asked the younger apprentice, blinking kindly. It was nice to be the oldest; she could give out helpful tips if any of her den mates were struggling, and be like an older sister, but not as annoying.
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[| valhalla |]

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wisppaw.happy.camp

noticing that wisppaw seemed to be reminiscing something, brookpaw looked around self-consciously. when the fellow she-cat did reply though, she jumped straight to her paws. "just great!" the young cat stooped down into a crouch, "i love hunting." she prowled along, keeping her training in mind. her tail quivered in the air. her paws were silent. hey eyes glowed. the imaginary prey was there, a fox length away. she braced herself, the blood pumping through her veins. finally, the little cat launched herself upon it - landing right on target. brookpaw chuckled at herself and batted away the leaf she'd caught. "i was gonna ask lochfoot, y'know, my mentor, if he could drill me some more on hunting in trees." the apprentice grinned, remembering how she had almost fallen out of one on her second day of apprenticeship. suddenly, her face fell. "i do find fighting hard, though. but hey!" she snapped herself out of her little bubble of disappointment, "you are a good hunter. have any tips?" brookpaw queried, looking up at her. the thought of showing her new skills to her mentor, made the little cat buzz with anticipation.